ProjectionA Poem by Nick GrangerThis I is the two that swells the stricture Your I is the two that forms the cross
Impish theology of the most revered the structure dead now
The essence alive now
Witnesses gnashing through the blackhole of quincunx the blackhole of civilization
Bloodshot and itchy eyes
[This is for public viewing, though not to be of profit to anyone but myself.] © 2009 Nick Granger |
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Added on July 27, 2009 Last Updated on July 29, 2009 Author
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